Gnashing Teeth Instead of Flossing.

Sorry it’s been awhile since I wrote. Life has been a bit of a Debbie Downer at points and so I figured it was best to keep the misery to myself as opposed to the web. I mean—it’s not a big thing or even worth more than a few seconds of my life but it’s enough to throw me off.

The problem was this pilot I just worked on with the one and only Davis. In the aftermath of a certain cancellation he found a small job that had room for both of us and so I decided to come along if only to keep myself off unemployment for a bit to be able to stretch it out down the road.

The thing about the pilot was that it only supposed to be 6 days of work tops but as soon as we made our first day I knew that it was kind of unlikely to be the case. Normally that wouldn’t bother me; I like working and money and getting the chance to put my best foot forward and meet new people who can help me out down the road. So much of what I do—what most of us do—is based off names and faces and connections so every job is a chance for another big step forward down the line.

What I didn’t like was the weird vibe of the office. Now I don’t know what the show runners were told about our experience but I’m guessing it wasn’t much. This is because for most of the run we were treated like idiot monkeys that had some gained the ability to type and speak but not much more.

One of the hardest things in the world for me is to not be respected and when it comes to my job I know that I am good. I have mounds of experience and all also inquisitive so when I feel like I’m being condescended to it really drives me insane. Even more so when a story person stands behind me, reading my typing and tapping my shoulder to remind me that ‘this is important’. No shite.

So all in all I was miserable for a good portion of the show—so much so that I barely kept a good game face on. I say barely because Davis got to see a lot of what I call the ‘Bad Rory in the workplace’ who is pretty damn evil.

And it didn’t help much that I was making a little less than what I would have gotten from unemployment. Because then all I can think is that I could be doing my kick boxing or prepping my advice column website or even flossing my teeth. When you’d rather floss then be at working—it’s not a good thing.